Li Ye looked at Ouyang Dongli, lowered his head and said, "Master... I don't like wine."

Ouyang Dongli rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "Nonsense...I like to drink."

Li Ye hesitated and said, "Aren't there still Mr. and Mrs. Tang, as well as Mr. Tang who just arrived?"

"Where does all this nonsense come from?" Ouyang Dongli reached out and knocked Li Ye on the head, laughing and scolding.

The gentleman waved his hand to signal the two of them to be quiet.

He continued to look at Li Ye and said, "Do you know what level practitioners in the Five Realms generally have to reach before they can cultivate their own spiritual consciousness?"

Li Ye shook his head, looked up at the gentleman, thought for a while and frowned, "It seems that the disciple has a glimmer of spiritual consciousness without the golden elixir. This gentleman knows it."

Ouyang Dongli, who was drinking tea from a cup, stared when he heard this and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

The teacher nodded and said with a smile: "Ignoring your situation, according to normal practice, practitioners in the five realms cannot cultivate their own sea of ​​consciousness until they reach the late Nascent Soul stage and break through the realm of distraction."

"Then condense your own consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness... Even if your master wife is almost breaking through, she has not cultivated the sea of ​​consciousness."

"Every practitioner has innate qualifications and acquired qualifications. Only with qualifications and one's own efforts can one achieve success on the road of cultivation."

"It's just like cultivating your spiritual consciousness. You can develop a trace of spiritual consciousness without using the golden elixir. Your master wife is about to break through and become distracted, and she hasn't cultivated it yet. This is something that can't be rushed."

After hearing this, Li Ye was silent for a moment and then asked: "Sir, what is the soul? Why do I feel different from the spiritual consciousness when I break through to the seventh level of mental skills?"

After hearing this, the gentleman looked at the vast mountains outside the courtyard and remained silent for a long time.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "After being distracted, it is the state of transcending tribulation. At this time, you can cultivate your own soul, and the meaning of crossing the nine movements is to unite the practitioner's soul and soul, and integrate the soul with the consciousness.

Transformed into a divine soul, as the saying goes, the divine soul is immortal, that’s what it means.”

Li Yeye asked in confusion: "Then why does a disciple need such things as the soul-reviving grass and the beast soul to practice the formless body?"

"After practicing Buddhist techniques to the point of becoming indestructible, you will naturally have to cultivate your soul. Otherwise, how can you achieve nirvana? Whether it is the cultivation of the physical body or the cultivation of the realm, it is inseparable from the soul."

"Wuju in Buddhism means that although there are places that the body cannot reach, the soul can..."

"The seventh-level mental method you want to practice requires the Soul-Reviving Grass, which is the elixir used to cultivate the soul. The substitute beast soul requires a monster beast above the distraction realm, which is equivalent to the soul of a human being in the early stage of transcending the tribulation realm.

"

"Both of these are legendary existences. Neither I nor Master Ouyang have ever seen them. That's why you need your own fate..."

Li Ye was stunned, looked at the two gentlemen blankly, and murmured back: "Doesn't that mean that without these two things, the seventh-level Kung Fu disciples will not be able to practice to a perfect state?"

The gentleman nodded, his face a little solemn, and he looked at Li Ye in embarrassment.

He said thoughtfully: "This is also the reason why even if Prajna Temple has this technique, few people practice it to the ninth level."

"Sir...the road ahead of me is not easy for my disciples to walk."

Li Ye finally showed a helpless look on his face.

"After practicing cultivation, what is a good way to go? Let me ask you, Master Ouyang, if his path of practice is good?"

The gentleman ignored Li Ye's helplessness and said calmly.

Ouyang Dongli looked at Li Ye who was angry and couldn't help but reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

He smiled and said: "If the road is easy, wouldn't everyone in the five realms become enlightened and ascend?"

Ouyang Dongli's words were like a wake-up call, awakening Li Ye who was about to sink.

I saw him raising his head with some difficulty, his eyes that were about to become cloudy gradually became clear, and he looked at the two gentlemen with a smile.

He murmured: "Although this road is not easy to walk, I have walked most of it. No matter how difficult it is, I must continue walking."

"My husband and I are still here, so you don't need to be so nervous! Do I really want you to follow us like this every day while I just watch you?"

Ouyang Dongli laughed, without a trace of worry on his face.

Even so, Li Ye still replied seriously: "Sir, we will lead you in. The disciples will have to work hard for the rest of the practice."

Li Ye thought about the practice he had followed Ouyang Dongli in the past few months, and many emotions arose in his heart.

Looking at Ouyang Dongli, he said: "Just like I followed the master, practicing while forging iron, and finally broke through the realm of the physical body. Maybe one day the opportunity comes, and I will encounter these two rare things called cultivation."

Ouyang Dongli laughed loudly when he heard this, looked at his husband and said: "It seems that I, a master who teaches blacksmithing, am not useless."

The teacher looked at Li Ye who was gradually becoming more cheerful, smiled mysteriously, and said, "It is said that there is also a soul refining process involved in casting. Master Ouyang should know that."

"Um...master, do you think swords also have souls?"

Li Ye looked at Ouyang Dongli in disbelief. This was the first time he heard this from his teacher since he started learning swordsmanship.

Ouyang Dongli glanced at him and said with disgust: "What's all the fuss about? A sword that is only one in a million, can't it have its own soul? If not, where does the spiritual sword come from?"

The gentleman leaned on the bamboo chair, half-closed his eyes, and nodded, expressing his agreement with Ouyang Dongli's statement.

Li Ye was unwilling to give in. He glanced at his husband, turned to Ouyang Dongli and asked, "How can I forge a spiritual sword?"

"It depends on your mood!" Ouyang Dongli picked up the teacup and replied casually.

"Depends on your mood?" Li Ye felt inexplicably surprised.

Staring at him, he continued to ask: "Is it possible that if you are in a good mood, you can shoot spiritual swords, spiritual knives, and spiritual arrows?"

Hearing the word "depending on your mood", Li Ye thought to himself, "If I am in a good mood at this time, can I be able to strike out the natal sword I want in my heart?"

After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "I'm in a good mood now!"

With a "plop" sound, Ouyang Dongli sprayed the teacup in his mouth into the air, almost wetting his clothes.

After a period of panic movements, he finally sat down and regained his balance.

Looking at Li Ye in front of him, he yelled angrily: "Are you an idiot? What I mean by mood is that you must first be a master swordsmith, then have a few precious ores on hand, then have a divine fire, and finally

It depends on whether your mood is good that day?"

"If you just had a big quarrel with someone, no matter how good the swordsmith is, no matter how good the ore is, no matter how good the divine fire is, he still can't make a weapon with a soul!"

"Didn't you say that there is no divine fire in the Five Realms?"

Li Ye was puzzled and continued to ask, wanting to find out.

"Ahem, this is the secret of my master and apprentice. I will tell you in detail when I go to the back mountain another day... Today you should discuss your doubts about practice with your husband."

The old man Ouyang Dongli was there, so he interrupted his conversation with Li Ye, followed his example, and closed his eyes to rest.

Li Ye suddenly felt the dialect, so he had to pick up the tea cup and drink the herbal tea in one gulp.

...

"Now that you understand these principles, are you a little disappointed?"

The husband opened his eyes and looked at Li Ye quietly.

Li Ye, who was meditating, shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it. But after understanding these principles, I will no longer feel confused in my future practice. The worst result is to be stuck on the seventh level and suffer for a few more years."

After listening to Li Ye's answer, the gentleman sat up straight and asked, "What next?"

"Then... of course I will break through the realm and practice the eighth level of mental skills until I reach the ninth level... No matter how difficult it is, I will persevere."

"Otherwise, I'm sorry to my sister and parents in Fengyun City. They have been separated for ten years and I can't protect them. Although the family has no worries about food and clothing, I still feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Li Ye shook his head and replied softly.

"When it comes to cultivation, there is nothing you can do about it. You can't let your parents drag your sister to Fangcun Mountain to accompany you in cultivation, right? If that's the case, I guess you won't be able to break through even if I give you another ten years...

..Waiting or leaving, this has always been a dilemma."

The husband sighed softly, not sure if it was for himself or for Li Ye.

There are choices everywhere in life, let alone for practitioners who strive for fate.

Li Ye understood this truth very soon under his husband's education. Later, he practiced Buddhism with an old monk from the Great Buddha Temple, and his understanding of choice became deeper.

Even when Li Mingzhu found him and her husband and proposed to break off the engagement, there was no ripple in his calm mind.

If there was, it was only in the early spring of that day. Standing outside the pavilion of Fengyun City, looking at my parents and sister on the carriage, I felt a feeling of reluctance...

However, he also understood that the road under his feet was not in Fengyun City, nor in Tianshan Mountain.

For now, his path lies in Fangcun Mountain, and all the opportunities in the next ten years will happen here.

"I haven't thought about that much. I just want to practice quietly on this mountain. Whether it's cultivating the formless body or forging swords with Master Ouyang, it's just the process of my practice, just like the two years I practiced in Tianshan.

,The difference is that this time it is changed to ten years.”

Li Ye, who has been with his husband for five years, has become increasingly calm.

The teacher looked at him and nodded, sighing and said: "Your requirements are really not high. They are similar to the ideas of most practitioners in the world, but the starting point is different."

Cultivation is inherently a very boring thing, whether in Fengquicheng or Fangcun Mountain in the Western Region, the ultimate goal is not to break through again and again and the short-lived joy of breaking through.

Li Ye has become numb to these things, including being hit by one or two lightning strikes every time he breaks through the border.

"Although practicing is boring, you can't be lazy. You still have to work harder where you should put your attention."

The gentleman comforted him softly, then paused for a moment and continued: "I just took a look. That girl Xia Wutong will soon break through to the fourth level of the Golden Core. I think the little princess who comes to the general's residence is from the same sect as her."

In terms of cultivation, the two of them should be at about the same level."

What I mean, sir, is that you didn’t let your cultivation fall behind and let the two little girls overtake you in the end.

Unexpectedly, Li Ye didn't care and grinned.

He patted his chest and said proudly: "Sir, even if you don't look at it, I am still at the Nascent Soul Realm!"

With a "Puch" sound, Ouyang Dongli, who was pretending to sleep, spurted out another mouthful of tea, this time it really wet the front of his clothes.

I saw him looking at his husband and Li Ye with sorrow and anger: "I asked you, master and disciple, if you can brag and go further?"

The gentleman smiled when he heard this.

When Li Ye saw him, he quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped it on his body.

While complaining in a low voice: "Master, you are also a master of overcoming the tribulation realm, why are you not careful..."
Chapter completed!